A/N: Okay, This is a story me and my best friend are writing together. This first chapter is just back-story, and the main characters will be in the second chapter a lot more than this one. As the story goes on, we'll be making drawings, and taking pictures of things from the story, because that's how cool we are. This is where we'll be posting them: .com/

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Disclaimer: The only things we own are Alice Silver, Rowan Night, Derek and Darren Riemer, Arianna Silver, Rowan Night, and the events surrounding them. Nothing else!

~Bar Night~

"Look at those two," Marisa Night said in a stage whisper, directing her best friend's gaze to the two identical twins at the other end of the bar.
"I wish they'd buy us a drink. It's been a tough couple of weeks," Alice Silver remarked, grimacing as she twisted a charm bracelet on her right wrist.
The best friends had only been in town three weeks, starting up a muggleborn refugee camp in northern Canada. Marisa had managed to maintain a positive outlook on the power struggle of wizards in Europe, but sometimes the auror badges hidden under both their coats seemed to get heavier for Alice.
The wizarding war had taken a toll on everyone. Alice and Marisa, even though they were purebloods, felt they owed muggleborns help and protection because of what other purebloods did to them; that is why they were in Canada. One month ago, the Order of the Phoenix, which the friends were heavily involved in, had convinced them to start a muggleborn refugee camp in 'the great white north.'
It hadn't been easy, and there were still problems to iron out, but the best friends had found a way to get some off time from the hectic mess that was hundreds of muggleborns fleeing Voldemort's reign of terror. They had gone bar hopping.
It was nice. They didn't have to worry about defensive spells, getting food for everyone, healing the injured, and other time-consuming tasks that drained mountains of energy.
"Well, you might get your wish, they're looking interested," Miranda giggled as both the twins raised their brown eyes to meet the witches' gazes. Marisa winked at the pair, and Alice smiled brightly at the muggles.
The bar was fairly empty that night, and there was no mistaking that the enticing twins were looking at the flirting women. At the very same moment, the twins stood from the bar stools and made their way over.
As the men got closer they were met with a "hey" from the twin with shoulder length hair. "I'm Darren, and this is my brother Derek." Aside from the hair, Darren with shoulder length locks, and Derek with a buzz cut, the twins were perfectly identical.
"Hey. My name is Marisa and this is my best friend Alice," she said flirtatiously as she twirled her hair between her forefinger and thumb.
"It's nice to meet you," Alice said with a smile and an outstretched hand to Derek. He took her hand and met her smile with one of his own.
"You two aren't from around here, are you?" Derek asked, noting their British accents with a raised brow and a flash of pearly white teeth.
"Well, we're from here now, but we lived in London before. We just moved a couple weeks ago," Marisa said in a nonchalant voice.
"That's interesting. Why did you move out here?" Darren asked with a grin.
"Work," the two girls chorused together.
Derek raised an eyebrow and his eyes slowly skimmed the two girls, lingering on Alice. "Really, what do you two do?"
Alice's eyes shot wide as she thought of something to say, and attempted to look unaffected by the question. Marisa, with her sharp mind, was fortunately able to save the day. "We work at a refugee camp, for people who are forced to leave their countries," she said coolly with an air of certainty around her that kept the boys from reading too much into Alice's slip up. 'Might as well stick close to the truth so it's more believable,' she thought with a smirk. Technically, she wasn't lying.
Darren smiled warmly at her. "That such a giving job, you must get tired," he said, a flicker of something the girls couldn't quite place in his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess it's a tad tiresome. We work quite a lot, this is actually the first time in three weeks, we've had some free time," Marisa said with a flip of her hair, followed by Alice elbowing her in the ribcage. Alice didn't want to get involved romantically with anyone, let alone muggles, who were so easily affected by magic.
The two then stopped their silent display of secrecy and looked out on the two young men realizing they were still watching.
Marisa looked at the two twins but couldn't help the draw she had to Darren, and from what she could see of Alice and Derek, they were feeling the same about each other.
"Well in that case, can we get you hard-working ladies a drink?" asked Darren with a wink to Marisa. Alice smiled flirtatiously, trying to play off their earlier display. She was also somewhat excited by the prospect of letting out some stress. "Yeah, I could use a shoot of tequila," Marisa said simply, and so the story began.

~LATER THAT NIGHT~

"You're a great dancer!" Alice slurred as she attempted to dance and not spill her drink at the same time. She and Derek were dancing to a hip hop song with lots of bass and more swear words than anyone cared to count.
Derek put out a hand on her elbow to steady her as she almost lost her footing again.
He laughed at Alice's drunken dance moves, stealthily stealing her drink as he sidled closer to her and whispered in her ear. "I think you've had enough for tonight."
That made Alice pout as she glanced across the room to where Marisa was dancing on top of a table with Darren. Derek grabbed Alice's hand and pulled her across the room to his brother and Marisa, extracting their drinks as well, before pulling them all out of the bar to walk off the booze.
They walked slowly due to the fact that three of the four of them were too intoxicated to walk in a straight line, let alone at a normal pace. They walked long into the night, and slowly the alcohol left their bodies and was replaced by the warm comfort of being in each other's company.
It was just before sunrise that they were all completely sober again, and besides a bit of sleep deprivation they were all just glad to have each other's company. The four companions were well aware of all the others faults, and knew what the others personalities were like. It was one of those nights where you don't just leave and forget it ever happened; and for the witches, forgetting would be the definition of impossible.
They were sitting in a random field on the outskirts of town, Marisa leaning on Daren's chest, Derek cradling Alice's head in his lap as they watched the sun rise.
As the final edge of the sun broke the horizon, Alice sat bolt upright at the sudden realization that they were at least six hours late to be back at the refugee camp.
"Marisa? We gotta go!" she said as she scrambled up from the grassy field.
Her best friend sighed, peeling herself off Darren's chest.
"Do we HAVE to go?" she complained from the ground.
"Can we give you two a ride?" Derek wanted to know, looking disappointed at the women's sudden departure.
"Yes, Marisa, we need to go," Alice said to her best friend, dusting grass off her butt and the back of her legs as she turned to Derek. "No, it's not far, we can walk," she lied smoothly. The pair would apparate when the twins were out of sight.
She grabbed Marisa's hand and pulled her prone form from the ground, deflecting groans of complaint at being moved from her comfy position on Darren's chest.
"Can we see you again?" Darren asked with a look of disappointment plastered across his face.
"Of course you can," Marisa blurted, brightening instantly, but earning a glare from Alice and a discreet mouthing of the word no.
"Great, want to meet here again at seven thirty on Tuesday? We could for dinner and maybe a movie? Or we could just go for a walk again. It doesn't really matter to us, as long as we get to see you two again."
Marisa jumped forward and gave him a tight hug.

"We'll be here," she said with a smile.
"Anyways, we should go. But thank you for the lovely evening Derek, Darren, I hope we meet again," Alice told the boys as she began dragging Marisa away from Darren. Before Alice could extract her friend, however, she was grabbed from behind and enveloped in a tight hug from Derek. Both the men seized that moment and bent over to give the women kisses on the cheeks. Probably due to twin telepathy.
"I can't wait to see you again Alice," Derek purred in her ear. "You are definitely far too exciting to let slip away." Alice felt like melting in his grip, felt like becoming putty in his hands. But dedication and commitment kept her from pulling him to the ground and snuggling up to him again.
"Bye!" both the women said at the same time, snagging their purses and walking south, the opposite way of the pub, while the twins walked back towards their car in front of the bar.
Once the two men had turned the corner around the path they had taken to get there, Alice grabbed Marisa's arm and spun her to face her; Alice's ice blue eyes seemingly on fire.
"What were you thinking?" She hissed at her friend. "We can't afford to get romantically involved with anyone, let alone a couple of muggles!" Alice exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air in frustration.
"You seemed to be enjoying yourself." smirked Marisa, continuing to walk south through the field. Alice jogged to catch up.
"That's not the point! You agreed to meet them again! What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking that maybe we could find something else to live for other than the vague hope You Know Who is just going to drop dead?"
Alice ran a worried hand through her short blond hair. "Fine," she said after a few minutes of silent walking. "Fine. Let's just apparate back to the refuge. Just don't blame me if I choke on a lie." Alice was one of the most truthful people Marisa knew. Alice was extremely terrible at lying.

Marisa smirked, knowing that she didn't have the same affliction as her friend.

"We'll make it work."

~SIX YEARS LATER~

"This is never going to work!" screeched Alice as she attempted to correct her muggle makeup. She looked over to her just as distressed best friend and continued her rant. "We can't get married, without telling them we're witches!"
True to her word, Marisa had made it work, and the girls had gone on many dates with the twins. It had been six years since that fateful night at the bar, and, as you can see, the two couples had became closer than ever; when finally, the twins had each got down on one knee, and proposed to their respective girlfriends.
Now, just three months later, they were getting married. Lily Potter, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Nymphadora Tonks, who was a family friend of the Nights, had flown in from England, where the battle to defeat Voldemort was still raging.
The girls' fathers weren't able to make it, because of previous commitments in the war, but they had sent an owl, wishing them the best, with ginormous apologies. Both of girls' mothers had been killed in the third year of the war, one year after the girls had moved to Canada.
Marisa sighed sadly. "I know," she said quietly. "We have lived this lie long enough." Marisa rose to her feet and began walking towards the oak door that was supposed to lead her to her dashing groom and dream wedding, but for her it seemed the door could only lead to her fiancée's departure. She and Alice doubted the two boys would take kindly to the revelation that the girls were witches. None the less Marisa walked steadily to the foreboding door. "It needs to end now," she murmured in a sad tone.
Just then the door burst open and two vary disheveled men crashed through. Both Derek and Darren had frown lines diminishing their handsome countenances.
"We have something to tell you," Derek said just as Marisa was about to spill the two girls' best kept secret. She stopped dead in her tracks and gave her full attention to her best friend's fiancée.
"What is it?" asked Alice, a concerned look adorning her porcelain features, turning around from where she was sitting on the makeup stool. Derek began in a frantic tone. "Well you see... Umm... Well there's this... Uhh thing, I guess..."
"Just spit it out man. It has to be said," Darren reassured, however Derek seemed unable to find his words at that particular moment so Darren found the words instead. "You see the truth is we aren't human. We are really elementals." He paused there and looked at the two girls who's jaws were unhitched and hanging on the floor.
"Huh," was the only thing Alice could think to say.
"Yeah," Derek said nervously. "I can control Earth and Darren can control Water."
There was an unnatural silence for about twenty seconds after that when Alice's giggles began to fill the room, followed by a second laugh from Marisa. Derek's frown only increased with what he perceived as a strange reaction.
"Why are you laughing? We really are telling the truth! It's not funny..."
The girls tried half heartedly to suppress their giggles.
"You're wrong, it's funny," Alice gasped between bits of laughter.
"Just not for the reasons you think," Marisa finished attempting to rein in her laughter as well.
Both twins eyebrows were knitted together in confusion. "What are you talking about?" asked Darren in a miffed voice, a bit peeved because he thought the girls were making fun of them.
"It's just that we were literally on our way to deliver a secret quite similar to yours." Marisa sated, smiling as she took Darren's hand, and absentmindedly drew circles on the back of his hand with her thumb.
"You see there is something you should know about us before we get married," Alice rambled receiving a stomp on the foot from Marissa.
Alice started with an unsure look on her face. "The truth is," she paused to look at Marissa.
"We're witches." they sang out with a conviction that stunned even them.
It was Derek and Darren's turn to have their jaws drop to the floor.
"You mean we're both magi-." Derek was cut off by the girls' quick chorus of 'yep'.
There was a comfortable silence after that. The two couples just stood staring at each other soaking in what they had just learned when Marissa blurted out.
"Can we see you guys do something?"
The two boys winked at the girls and began waving their hands in front of themselves in an almost dance like pattern.
Then, rising from a vase, a sphere of water rose and floated away from the flowers and came to a standstill inches from Marissa's face.
At the same moment, all the dust in the room gathered into a similar sphere and drifted until it was in front of Alice's face.

"That's one way to dust a room," She muttered, a smile growing on her face.
At the exact same time, the two spheres began to convert into a shape - the shape of a heart.
"Awww, that's so sweet!" said Sirius Black from his position leaning against the doorframe. "I hate to ruin this moment, but I have orders from the maid of honour to kick the grooms out." He smirked.
Derek and Darren gave their respective wives-to-be giant hugs and kisses on the forehead, and left the backroom with Sirius. Hurricane Lily swept in, her arms full of gowns, veils, and makeup.
"FINALLY those two left. I've got your dresses." She laid out the two dresses, one a poofy ball gown with a silver sash around the waist for Marissa, the other a strapless flowy affair with a fiery red belt for Alice. "And your veils," Lily laid two basic white veils on the dresses that would flow behind their heads. "And wizard make up!"
Alice wrapped her friend in a huge hug. "Thank you so much! I was sick of messing around with this crap," she said, going back to the mirror and taking off the muggle eyeliner and eye shadow, Marissa doing likewise, shooting a thankful look towards Lily.
"You don't even know how much I love you right now!" Marissa blurted out snatching the magic eyeliner off the vanity. "You know that eyeliner is my baby!" She then quickly proceeded to put the enchanted black liner on her eyes.
The two girls spent the remainder of the hour doing their make-up and getting into their dresses. During that time Nymphadora Tonks, daughter of Bill Tonks (Marissa's father's best friend) joined the procession and began helping the girls arrange their hair.
Alice had her hair swirled up on the top of her head in a loose curly bun. Marissa had done her hair in soft ringlets that fell down past the nape of her neck and rested in the small of her back.
Both girls had lace veils trailing over their heads and down their backs all the way to the ends of their dresses.
"I think that just about does it!" Lily said as she fastened a clip with a blue butterfly into Marissa hair.
"You guys look absolutely drop dead gorgeous! I can't wait till I get married" squealed the barely out of Hogwarts Nymphadora, who went by Tonks. She smiled and her purple hair became a bubblegum pink.
"Someday." Marissa said with a smile. Lily was running around the room, looking for the white envelope the two brides' fathers had given her.
"Aha!" she hollered as she found it, knocked to the floor when they had grabbed the dresses from the bench. Lily opened the envelope and grabbed two objects, keeping them closed in her hand so the curious girls couldn't see them. "You fathers gave me something to give to each of you." She opened her hand, revealing a pale pink rose charm for Alice's bracelet, and a star-shaped opal necklace for Marissa. "These were your mothers'."
The brides slowly took each of their gifts softly, inspecting them closer. Tonks put the rose on Alice's bracelet, and Lily fastened the star around Marissa's throat.
With that done, the brides put on their heels, and Lily, with final well wishes, ran out with Tonks to take their places in the procession.
"Deep breathes, Alice!" Marissa reminded her friend, about to hyperventilate herself. Sirius met them at the back of the small procession, Lily and Jessica (the twins thirty one year-old sister), the brides maids, Tonks and Abigail (Jessica's six year-old daughter), flower girls. Up in the front with the grooms were Remus, Ned (the twins best friend), and Samuel (the twins' cousin). James and Peter Pettigrew were sitting in the front row.
The best friends took a deep breath, and glanced at each other.
"You ready?" asked Alice, a terrified look in her eyes.
"No," said Marissa, still trying to steady her breath.
"Let's do it," said Alice.
Sirius, their appointed walk-down-the-isle-person, stepped in between them, took them by the elbows, and led them up the isle to their future.
"How lucky am I to have not one, but two of the hottest girls in my year hanging off my arm at the same time?" Sirius quipped quietly. Both the brides stomped on his feet with their stilettos.
At that moment the church bells rang and a chorus of voices rose from the church hall.
"Guess it's time." Marissa said, her knees shaking with nerves.
"Yeah. Guess so." Alice agreed, and Sirius led them down the aisle.
All it took was one look at their soon-to-be husbands, and they knew they were doing the right thing.

~TWO YEARS, FOUR MONTHS, AND SIXTEEN DAYS LATER~
(1980, October 21st, 12:33pm)

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR WATER BROKE?" screeched Marissa as she approached her friend in the supermarket. She was doubled over hugging her enlarged abdomen in pain. "YOUR WATER CAN'T BREAK YET! IT'S TOO EARLY!" She yelled, pulling out her cell to call Derek and Darren, simultaneously shouting for help from the people in the store.
They got to Marissa's car, and the store manager was helping Marissa help Alice into the car, when Marissa's water broke.
"Oh crap."
The store manager, having buckled Alice up, glanced towards Marissa, who was now doubled over in pain.
"This is the most intense day at work I've ever had," she sighed, helping Marissa into the backseat and taking the keys. "I'm going to tell them where I'm going, and then I'm driving you two to the hospital." The manager, whose name tag said Molly, ran back through the double doors and out of sight.
"Looks like this isn't going to be an ordinary day after all." Alice panted.

"Ya think?" growled Marissa from the back seat.

~LATER~

The two mothers-to-be had managed to get the same room in the maternity wing of the nearby hospital. "Where on earth are they?" gasped Alice, whose contractions had begun to get closer together. "They should be here by now!"
"Calm down Alice! They're on their way! Just give them some bloody time!" Marissa hissed through her pain.
When the girls had gotten to the hospital, they were giving quick examinations, and it was determined that Alice was most likely to have her baby first, due to the fact that her contractions had began to get more frequent. Marissa's contractions were still pretty far apart but they we're slowly becoming worse.
Just then the frantic sound of yelling met the girls' ears.
"YOU HAVE TO LET US THROUGH! THEY'RE OUR WIVES!" The obvious voice of Derek screamed. The voice of a nurse could barely be heard as more than a whisper. Then the yelling started up again.

"YES THEY ARE BOTH OUR WIVES!" hollered an upset Darren. There was more murmuring, and then

"YOU BETTER LET US THROUGH THE FRICKIN DOOR, BECAUSE NOBODY IS GOING TO KEEP US AWAY FROM WITNESSING OUR FIRST CHILD'S BIRTH!" They both screamed (twin telepathy again).
Finally, the door was flung open and the flustered forms of Derek and Darren almost ran over, the nurse holding the door ajar.
"ARE WE TOO LATE? DID WE MISS IT?" yelled the obviously distressed Darren.
"Whoa buddy, calm your shit!" consoled Marissa who was trying to giggle through her pain.
"The buggers are still hanging around up there. They are not quite ready to give up my awesome womb," wheezed Alice.
Just then the delivery doctor came through the open door. "Let's take a look at you Mrs. Riemer." said the doctor putting down his clip board and going to check Alice's vitals.
"Umm, it's Silver, Alice Silver. I never took Derek's last name. And Marissa never took Darren's." She clarified as the doctor turned to Marissa. The doctor walked over to his clip board and began to jot down some notes.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know. So I see you two are sister in laws." He said receiving a nod from both girls.
"And best friends." Marissa stated just so the man had a bit of the back story.
"So is it just a coincidence that the two of you are having kids at the same time, or did you plan it like this?" he asked with a curious look. He didn't sound like he was being rude, but the couples were not quite sure whether they liked his forwardness.
"It's a coincidence really; actually our baby is due this week. Its Alice and Derek's baby that's not due for another two weeks." Darren stepped in seeing that both the girls seemed too peeved and in too much pain to answer the doctor.
He and Derek then crossed the room to the separate beds. Derek grabbed Alice's hand and began brushing her sweat-drenched hair off her face.
"It's too early." She gasped, not noticing him wince at how tight she was holding his hand.
"It'll be okay, hon." He said.
Darren had grabbed a chair and was consoling his wife.
"I'm not worried about mine! I'm worried about Alice's! ALICE? Are you okay? You look like you're gonna pass out!" she paused but before Alice could answer Marissa let out a yelp. "Ouch, that one hurt." She winced again as another, less painful contraction hit.
"I'm fine, Marissa. Everything will be fine. I'm sure that the doctors are more than capable of dealing with premature babies," Alice said through gritted teeth, reassuring herself more than Marissa.
"All right Mrs. Silver, it's just about time." The doctor said as a nurse came in and began wheeling Alice's bed out of the room. "You can come as well, Mr. Riemer." And with that the doctor left the room and everyone else behind as he headed to the room where the final moments before Alice became a mother would be.
"Good luck!" Marissa yelled at her best friend and sister-in-law.
"You too!" Alice replied before focusing her attention on not screaming in pain.
"Do you think she'll be okay?" Marissa asked Darren, feeling calmer as he took her hand. Darren kissed Marissa's hand, focusing all his energy on keeping her calm.
"She'll be fine," he murmured.

~LATER, IN THE RECOVERY ROOM~

Alice was half asleep, holding her husband's hand in a death grip.
"When do ya think we'll be able to see her?" she slurred. Their baby girl had been taken as soon as she came into the world, being two weeks premature. She was a teeny thing, and the doctors had taken her for observation.
"I don't know, sweetheart," He said, kissing the back of her hand. A nurse walked in, hanging a clipboard on the bottom on Alice's bed. "When...?" Derek didn't have to finish his question.
"Your daughter will be ready to see you by nine this morning," the nurse said with a kind smile.
Alice, thoroughly exhausted, passed out right after that, sleeping for seven hours, only waking up when Marissa was wheeled in at five am.
"How'd it go?" she asked, still half asleep.
"She was a breech baby." Marissa said with a groan.
"Really?" Alice asked, slightly more awake.
"No, I'm kidding," Marissa said grouchily. "Of course really."
"Are you and the baby okay?"
Marissa sighed, running a hand through her sweat soaked hair, nodding tiredly.
"I'd ask more questions, but I'm about to pass out, so goodnight." Alice muttered, before promptly falling asleep.
Marissa said goodnight to the husbands, before passing out herself.
The two brothers exchanged worried glances, before dragging armchairs to their respective wives and falling into a fitful sleep.

~THAT MORNING ~
(1980, October 22, 8:45 am)

"Where is my baby? I want to see her now!" hollered the distressed Alice.
"Patience, they are being brought down right now by the nurses," a very well tempered nurse said, seeing she had put up with the four's non-stop questioning since eight o'clock that morning.
At that moment two nurses came into the room holding two pink bundles. One nurse walked over to Darren and Marissa, the other walked over to Derek and Alice.
The two little girls were delicately placed in their mothers' arms and then the nurses left.
Alice's tiny baby was just waking up from a sleep in her pink blanket. She was so much smaller than Marissa's baby. When she opened her eyes, they discovered that she had piercing ice blue eyes, just like her mother. She had red lips and rosy cheeks that reminded Alice of her own mother's smiling face.
Marissa's daughter was a good seven pounds bigger than Alice's child, and had shining hazel eyes that looked animatedly up at her mother. The moms almost started crying with the wonder of holding their children for the first time.
Darren wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulders, leaning in to look at his daughter. Derek reached out a finger to brush the soft skin of his daughter's cheek, and her tiny hand reached up and grabbed the finger, giving her dad a huge, toothless baby grin. A couple silent tears worked their way out of the corners of Derek's eyes. He hadn't slept much that night, worrying about his baby; but her grip was strong. She was going to be alright.
Alice smiled through her own tears at the sight of her husband and daughter, praying to whatever gods there were that everything would work out.
"What are you going to name her?" Marissa asked, watching her best friend. The only thing they had kept from each other was the names of their children, discussing that with their husbands alone. Both couples had decided it would be best if their kids were given their mothers last names, so they wouldn't have to go through life explaining they weren't sisters; this was also why the mothers had kept their last names.
Alice looked up, smiling at Marissa after whipping her tears away. "Arianna Silver," Arianna let go of her dad's hand and yawned widely. "What's her name?" Alice asked, nodding towards the bundle in her best friend's arms
"Rowan, Rowan Night."

A/N: So what do you think so far? I know it's just back-story, but please let us know how you like it :D